An
eighty-degree day yesterday. Today in
the fifties. Tomorrow, back to the
eighties. Sometimes cold fronts slide
through one day, then pop right back up going the other direction the next day
as warm fronts.
It’s
January. Time to do the annual pruning
on all the bushes and small trees to get them all in shape for next
spring. Cut them way back while they’re
in their most dormant state. Well, maybe
the crape myrtle could be called dormant,
…
but hard to assign the same distinction to the Texas Firebush.
Or
the flowers.
Or
the thicket.
Or
the other shrubbery.
Maybe
late January will be best for the trim.
At some point though, dormant or not, they’re all going to get cut back
down to size.
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